Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Italy and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Terry,
Cymande,
Audionom,
Agitation Free,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Near,
The Modern Lovers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül II,
Babytalk,
Marmalade,
The Doors,
Gichy Dan,
Marc Almond,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joe Smooth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Davy DMX,
John Coltrane,
Pantaleimon,
Byron Stingily,
Zero Boys,
T. Rex,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tommy Roe,
Little Man,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James White and The Blacks,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sun City Girls,
K-Klass,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gap Band,
Bob Dylan,
Hoover,
Pagans,
Nirvana,
Gong,
Morten Harket,
Moss Icon,
Godley & Creme,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
Blancmange,
L. Decosne,
Amon Düül,
The Trojans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pulsallama,
Echospace,
Deadbeat,
MDC,
The Cowsills,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.